Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy?"

Jenna snuggled closer into Sherilyn's embrace, her eyelids growing heavier by the minute, "Have Mr. Johnson and everyone finished dinner yet?" "Not yet, sweetheart."

Sherilyn glanced outside, not wanting to disappoint her little girl.

"Mr. Johnson is still enjoying his wine, taking his time with the meal."

"Oh..." Jenna's eyelids drooped further, "But Mr. Johnson will come, right?"

"Are you getting sleepy, Jenna?"

Sherilyn dodged the question, "Why don't you take a little nap? If Mr. Johnson comes, Mommy will wake you up.'

"Okay." Jenna couldn't resist the pull of sleep any longer and burrowed deeper into her mom's arms, "You have to remember to wake me, Mommy." "I will."

Slowly, Jenna drifted off to sleep. Sherilyn carried her to her room, gently tucking her into bed.

Checking the time, it was already past 8:30 PM.

Sherilyn felt a twinge of unease. Something wasn't right...

If Gilbert had made it back to Sunhaven, knowing him, he would have gotten in touch with her by now.

...

PM, Sunhaven International

exit, Gilbert, accompanied by Caroline, hurried out,

spoke to Charles, "You're in the garage?

Caroline, he said,

but

up with Charles, Gilbert checked his watch, "How many cars

nodded, then instructed Charles, "You take Caroline to the Johnsons'. Grandma and my brother are

"Aren't you coming

shook his head, "I've got another

could possibly be more

Gilbert hurriedly said, "I'm running late, I need

Abel, he got into

bewildered. On a day like this, what could be more important than returning

swne

Suddenly...

was driving, his expression changed drastically, "Mr. Gilbert,

is it?" Gilbert tensed,

Allen frowned,

asked, "The car's been

just the brakes. The steering wheel's messed

to accelerate, heading straight

they hit it, it would be a certain